I'm not always a Debbie Downer.
I laugh
I joke
I smile sometimes.
I may have bad days,
The ones where I want to
Cry
Scream
And pout.
But I've realized
That's life.
Laying here I remember the bad days,
But what about the good?
Most of the good days have passed,
But there are just a few left.
I have realized that there is obstacles on my path. But I must be able to get over them and move on. But I can't do it alone,
I need help.
